"These dolls are creepy." Lucas broke into a workshop late in the evening, planning to steal some tools and flip them for a quick profit. An unfinished doll sat on the workbench with no hair or eyes; it was completely nude, just a blank, soulless doll. Lucas scoffed at the doll before knocking it to the floor, reaching for the tools used to craft it.
He noticed something gripping his leg. Looking down in horror, he saw the doll slowly climbing his leg. "Naughty boys must be punished." The doll spoke in a haunting, hollow tone,
There was a loud crack, and Lucas fell to his knees as if his joints could no longer hold his weight. "W-What did you do to me?! You stupid bitch!" The cracking noise continued, his hands trembling in terror as he ripped his shirt off. His broad chest broke and reformed into something more feminine with small, perfectly shaped breasts. Lucas's horror continued as his shoulders, elbows, wrists, and fingers cracked and reshaped, becoming more slender while the skin away to reveal the newly created ball joints. The muscle's he'd worked so hard to build had vanished. "Fuck! NO!!" Lucas fumbled as he unbuttoned his pants, watching in horror as his penis withered away, leaving a smooth, well-polished pussy.
All the flesh had melted from his body, leaving smooth, polished wood in its place with ball joints exposed for him to see. His short ginger hair grew longer. His crystal blue eyes now appeared to be made of glass.
It felt as if all of the strength and vigor Lucas once took such pride in faded. He lay on the floor next to the doll he'd disrespected. A new sensation started to bubble up within her core. This deep desire to be-- filled? Filled by what?!
When the owner of the workshop, Roka, finally returned. He turned on the lights, seeing his doll and the new doll lying on the floor together.
"What a beautiful new doll." Roka lifted the new doll, setting her on his workbench. He admired her perfect shape. "I will name you Mari." The doll's hair reminded Roka of the marigold flowers currently in bloom. "Now, it's time to see how you perform." Roka specialized in high-end sex dolls. He unzipped his pants, exposing his giant, throbbing cock. "Shall we, Miss Mari?" He adjusted the doll, bending her over his workshop table.
Lucas- No, Mari swirled with mixed emotions. No, no, something was wrong! She couldn't figure out what. Why did she have such a desire to have her wooden body filled? As if it was what she was made for. The only purpose she had in life was this. As the cock penetrated her, she felt such an extreme sense of pride when she heard Roka moan out with pleasure while thrusting into her body. Dolls were meant to be played with, after all.